@strelizxa | cont. from ( x )
I will... I’ll be there... Her words reverberated in Prunella’s head, a calming echo that could deafen any of her unbecoming anxieties. It was a shocking feeling. Both of being so soothed, and what needed to be soothed in the first place. It was still so odd to feel so much, but she has never tried to shy away from it, no matter how scared it has made her. All the unease has been met with honest questioning; all the fears have been met with confusion that led to admittance, until at last there’s a solution...But, at the very beginning, there was no resolve like this. At the beginnings of her awakening, there were no warm holds and soft tones. There was only the harsh reality that the world had changed too much in what felt like such a short sleep, and no comfort...Until that fateful someone took her hand.
My friend... What friends do... She nodded and listened on, even as tears pushed towards the surface, and thought how odd it was that she wanted to hide those tears away from her friend; a strange pull to bury her face into her. She had seeked Crystal out kind of urgently, tugged the primal away from...She didn’t even remember where. Her blooming emotions made the whole trip a blur, and suddenly there’s a knot of guilt forming in her chest once she comes to her senses about her selfishness. But this sudden fear could grip her heart if she shut her eyes for too long, or a sudden stab that struck her when overlooking her cataloged thoughts. Amethyst had comforted her in those times, in the beginning of her travels, stating that it was natural to hurt like this and to want simple comforts...She was glad Crystal thought the same.
“Thank you...” Her voice was shaky yet at the same time so calm, as if her being still didn’t know how to properly sob, hugging Crystal tighter. “I’m sorry, again...For taking you away...You were having fun.” The knot got slightly tighter in her chest at her own words, a slight choke voiced, circles instantly being rubbed into Crystal’s back with her index finger. Why she picked up such a practice, she still wasn’t sure...But, combined with Crystal’s presence, there was such an ease to it. “You are my friend, too, Crystal. I want...This for you, too...Should you ever...Feel as alone.” A foolish feeling, when the love and company was so present. She can’t help but choke again on the word, nuzzling into her loving companion, “You make me feel...Less that...You always help. So let me help...More, in the future...For forever, if possible...” Her own confession, filled with the truest desires and love, yet it feels muddled by her current needs. But she knows she’ll say it again later, and hopefully repeat it in the future, so she doesn’t mind it being mixed with cries in the present.












